Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 190 The killer Xiaolan wants to kill them all!
After the elevator passed the 8th floor, Xiaolan placed her hands on both sides of the elevator door and took a deep breath...

open!

The gap in the elevator door quickly widened, and Yingsheng silently gave her a thumbs up, what does it mean to be strong enough to pull up a mountain and have the courage to conquer the world? Seeing that Xiaolan was about to lift the elevator door in one go, Yingsheng hurriedly said:

"It's fine as long as it can get people in. Then you have to make it close up, otherwise it will be too suspicious."

Xiaolan nodded and let go of her hand without blushing or panting. The door was wide enough for someone to pass through. Yingsheng took a look inside, took off his black sports jacket, tore it in half horizontally from under the armpits, and handed one half to Xiaolan:

"Wrap it around your hand, grab the elevator cable and slide down. Use the strength of your palm to adjust the speed. Just relax and don't free fall. It shouldn't be a problem for you."

Xiaolan took it, and Yingsheng entered sideways first, leaning diagonally into the elevator shaft, and grabbed the steel cable with his left hand, not moving at all. He turned his head to look at Xiaolan and stretched out his right hand:
"Check that your coat is securely on. I'll grab the back of your coat and close the door first."

Xiaolan quickly zipped up her clothes and entered the elevator shaft sideways. She held onto the elevator door with her left hand and leaned to the side. She felt a force from behind lifting her up, and her pounding heart finally calmed down a little.

Although she seemed quite calm on the surface, no matter how you looked at it, everything before and now was a little too exciting.

It's just like a killer movie.

Compared to her daily life in Tokyo over the past seventeen years, her life trajectory took a huge turn at a certain moment.

The starting point was probably the dinner I had with Mizuki-kun last Friday.

That song "To Alice".

"Your action of pulling the door open just now will leave fingerprints in a strange direction. The elevator door is very smooth, and the lighting in this corridor is also good. If the police have barely adequate observation skills, they can easily find it. Just reach out and wipe it."

Yingsheng reminded.

Xiaolan nodded, reached out and wiped it with a cloth, then put the cloth on her shoulders, and placed her hands on both sides of the elevator door as before, slowly closing it.

Yingsheng couldn't help but admire: "The posture is so awkward, and there is no way to use the force, but Xiaolan can do it. Not only is your arm strength super strong, but your body coordination is also first-class. You can probably be a gymnast or even a rocket soldier."

"What is a rocket soldier?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

"It's similar to Iron Man in the Marvel movies, but without the anti-gravity system and artificial intelligence assistance, it's quite difficult to operate." Yingsheng smiled, "Wipe the part inside the elevator door that you just touched."

Xiaolan thought he was just imagining the future. After cleaning up the traces, she retreated along the force of Yingsheng's arm, grabbed the steel cable with her cloth-wrapped hands, and faced Yingsheng:
"Suiyue-kun is really cautious in what he does."

"Many people look around when they are in an elevator out of boredom. Even if two handprints can't prove anything, it's better not to leave any traces if possible."

Click——!
After a sound of footsteps in the elevator above, the sound of the elevator door closing was finally heard.

Yingsheng wrapped his right hand around the hanging cloth strip and grabbed the steel cable. He loosened his left hand slightly and slowly slid downwards. Xiaolan followed suit and fell steadily.

The elevator stopped once on the ninth floor, and even if it had gone faster it couldn't have caught up with them.

When passing the sixth floor, Xiaolan heard Megure Jusan shouting:

"Listen, everyone inside. You need to send the injured to the hospital immediately, otherwise he will die from the amount of bleeding! Don't resist. The police will not wrongly accuse good people. Just raise your hands and surrender, and come out. It will be good for us!"

"........."

Xiaolan was silent for two seconds. They had already run away. However, when she thought that she was actually hiding from the police, her face turned red again. She loosened her grip and fell faster.

Yingsheng laughed and sped up. In a moment, he reached the basement. He let go and spoke:
"Did you notice?"

Xiaolan nodded: "There is a smell of blood." She turned on the screen of her mobile phone and shone it towards the elevator counterweight under her feet. As expected, she found a few bloodstains. She stepped back a few steps and was relieved when she found that she did not step on blood. She asked with some doubt:

"It seems that the other side also escaped in the same way as us, but why didn't Officer Megure notice such obvious bloodstains?"

Yingsheng shook his head: "Even if that person didn't die, his injuries would definitely be more than just this minor.

I guess he was bleeding heavily, so he broke into a house and used traces to mislead the police into thinking they were hiding inside. In fact, he found a bed sheet, wrapped it around the injured person, temporarily stopped the bleeding, and then ran away.

As for the traces here, it's probably just that the momentum of the fall was too strong and shook off a few drops."

Xiaolan was thoughtful...

Click——!
The elevator above was descending again. Yingsheng quickly found the direction of the basement exit and reminded:

"Xiaolan, hurry up if you don't want to be crushed into a meat patty."

"..."

In the end, the elevator really went to the underground parking lot, but Hotaru and Xiaolan were naturally unharmed. They hid behind a Mercedes-Benz and watched Megure Jusan and Sato Miwako walk out of the elevator with gloomy faces and head out of the parking lot.

Xiaolan's heart was pounding again. What she was doing was simply terrible.

I'm so sorry, Uncle Megure...

"Are you sure it was the fleeing person who committed the crime?"

Ok? !

When Xiaolan heard Megure Jusan ask this question with gritting teeth, her eyes immediately became stern.

"It is confirmed. It is a strong man wearing sunglasses and a black hat. He is carrying a quilt on his back. The hem is soaked with blood. The injured person must be inside.

He robbed a car at gunpoint on the street, and Geshan tried to chase him with his car, but he was shot... Alas, he was hit in the forehead, and Geshan has died."

Megure Juzo did not turn on the speakerphone, but in the empty underground parking lot, the voice on the other end of the phone was still quite clear and reached Xiaolan's ears completely.

Xiaolan, who was originally a little nervous, immediately calmed down. The other party actually killed a policeman. He was indeed an unforgivable villain!

And wasn't she responsible for the death of police officer Geshan?

She just didn't do well enough.

Didn’t kill those two people!
Yingsheng raised his hand and pressed Xiaolan's shoulder, then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Relax, that's their sin, you don't need to bear it on your own. If you really can't help it, think about the drought in Libya, where thousands of miles of land were barren and people were starving everywhere."

"........."

Xiaolan was completely speechless. The anger and sense of mission to eliminate evil that had just risen up immediately disappeared by a large margin. She turned around and glared at Yingsheng:
"Natural disasters in distant places don't mean that life is unimportant. And as you said, things that are close at hand are different from those that are far away."

"Hmm, so what?"

"So, let's go after them."

(End of this chapter)